A wisp of black mist, like a rope in the hands of the God of Death, spread throughout the entire first floor of the tavern, causing everyone to feel a chill run down their backs and their hair stand on end.
Qing Xi raised her head with difficulty and looked around with only moving her eyes. She asked in a trembling voice, "Who is Your Excellency? We're from the Taiyi Palace. We don't think we've offended Your Excellency. Please be magnanimous!"
A Spiritual Grandmaster. He had to be a Spiritual Grandmaster. Only a Spiritual Grandmaster could use their power to pressure them to this extent. As for the Divine Realm, Qing Xi didn't even want to think about it. After all, that was too far away. Besides, if their opponents were just trying to avenge these two sluts, why would they have a Divine Realm expert backing them? That was ridiculous.
